JANET BRICE PARKER
Artist • Poet • Author • Songwriter
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Janet Brice Parker

Seeing the Sound poem.

SEEING THE SOUND

Since I have lived in Nashville, home of the country stars,
I've seen some famous people riding in their cars.
Not only do they drive, they eat and walk around.
They go to local restaurants and even shop in town.

I went to get a haircut. I thought the place was small.
It only had two sinks, not even in separate stalls.
I leaned way back all ready for Tina to wash my hair,
when through a film of bubbles, I saw Larry Gatlin in the very next chair!

On one of my trips to Kroger, I was bored and I was pooped.
I saw Gary Morris contemplating Campbells soup.
As I made my rounds in Franklin, the same most everyday,
I discovered that E.T. Conley likes to shop the Wal-Mart way.

"A penny saved is a penny earned," so I pump my own gas.
Ralph Emory must agree with me, he pumped enough to last.
I booked a flight to Chicago but I thought of the Rio Grande
when I saw Johnny Rodriquez at the airline check-in stand.

I was front row in the coach class, he was last row in the first.
I was anxious to get to Nashville. Fear of flying is really a curse.
But when Eddie Rabbit smiled at me, I knew I'd make it, for certain.
But the flight attendant came along and closed the first-class curtain.

Another time at the airport, waiting in baggage claim,
I spotted Marie and Jeannie C., two women of notable fame.
Larry, Gary and Helen all like to eat at Dotson's.
I don't even try to be a spy, but I'm better than Sherlock and Watson.

I saw Sylvia in downtown Franklin shopping at Window on Main.
I've seen Tandy Rice and Josh Leo time and time again.
I saw Johnny Lee at the Stockyard, I met Dolly's sister through Linda,
and someone we know who knows someone, brought Wynonna's dog to dinner.

K.T. Oslin sings of the 80's and the ladies who've made it so far,
but other decades at Whiteway Antiques are calling, "Please fill up your car!
The airport was quiet at seven a.m. and I'm sure Ray Stevens was glad.
He didn't have to hear about cousins whose step sons had once known his dad

Sometimes when I'm out in this town, I wonder who next it will be.
Perhaps a famous person will say they ran into me.

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